Wylie let himself lay there for a bit, leaning up to kiss her before she got up. Wylie decided to take a moment to rest since he was going to have to keep up with these two all fucking night. That wasn't a bad thing, of course, but it was sure as hell going to be vigorous.

Eventually he got up and stretched, putting the cigarette in the tray and made his way to the bathroom. He relieved himself, cleaned off a little with a paper towel as to not soil the real towels. Then he made his way outside. Addiction was already in the tub, leaned back against the edge, hair looking like tentacles in the water. He climbed in and sat across from her.